[ Squirmy. The daemon tries to keep Jack from moving, but having him slung over his shoulder this way isn't the most conductive to restraining all of his limbs too. Damn, maybe he should've tied this one up? Who knew they'd be so wiggly? All the others cried and went limp as a wet noodle. ]
Aaah hey hey, don't try to flirt your way outta this. [ are threats flirting? yes. it's the same thing. ] Drop that. No knife!
[ He staggers sideways, trying to swat the knife out of Jack's hand while also keeping him on his shoulder. Like someone trying to pull some street crud out of their dog's mouth. No!! Bad!!! ]
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Aaah hey hey, don't try to flirt your way outta this. [ are threats flirting? yes. it's the same thing. ] Drop that. No knife!
[ He staggers sideways, trying to swat the knife out of Jack's hand while also keeping him on his shoulder. Like someone trying to pull some street crud out of their dog's mouth. No!! Bad!!! ]